This is Chuck in the bath.
You see, Chuck hates water unless he's drinking it. This is an unlucky thing if you live with a family of sailors that just moved their boat to Ontario.
It is also an unlucky thing if you (accidentally???) rolled in a big fat gooey fresh steamy loaf of dog sh*t.
Because even if you do roll in moss and long grass to try and get it off,
You are still getting a bath when you get home.
Cause you stink.
I have to say he is all soft and fluffy now. We also found still more bite marks on him, the poor thing.
Even the leash had to be washed.